Posts Tagged ‘manure’

Weeds and the Fall of Man

We got about another inch and a half of rain from the storm on Sunday. The good news- it’s making it easy once again to pull the large weeds that have taken deep root. The bad news, everything once again smells like wet turkeys! The weeds around here grow very fast in our fertile soil. Two years ago, I had the young man who used to clean stalls at the alpaca farm in back of us cart all of the manure over to our fields for an entire season. Wonderful thing, alpaca manure. It does not smell and it does not burn. This year I swear you can hear the mallow growing in the fields. The goats will not eat the mallow, the sheep will not eat the mallow, nothing will eat the mallow. I have found some recipes online for it but I’m just not brave enough to try them. Cowardice is insufferable. There are some big old stinging nettles in the front garden that I need to get to in the next few days, or I will be very sorry that I didn’t. All these weeds are a man’s fault anyway, so ladies, next time yours complains about weeding the garden remind him of this. It all dates back to the book of Genesis in the Bible and the fall of man.
“Cursed is the ground because of you; through painful toil you will eat of it all the days of your life. It will produce thorns and thistles for you, and you will eat the plants of the field.” – Genesis 3:17
We had it good in the garden until Adam goofed it up for the rest of us. Way to go Adam! (Don’t get me started on verse 16, Eve!)

The rain gave us an excuse to work in the greenhouse for a little while, and we got some of the little tomatoes potted up into larger pots of their own. It’s a little early yet and they are still kind of small. When I stopped off at the nursery the other day to browse around those did not look much better. I think it is a little early still to be thinking about them yet.

Our beans and cucumbers are moving along well and I will probably be planting out the sunflowers by this weekend. Tonight is the new moon so this has been a clean-up and weeding week for us. The mornings are still very cold and I still can’t seem to get myself out there to work on the raised beds. There is something about 36 degrees on the thermometer and being able to see my breath that keeps me from wanting to go outside that early. I much prefer to stand and stare out at the front garden from the comfort of the living room with a hot cup of coffee in my hand.